open up my eager eyes

Sometimes reminiscing about pre-quarantine I feel like minor Russian royalty reminiscing about pre-communist revolution times. I’m like…ah yes I used to wear different beautiful outfits to work every day and shake the hands of many people without fear. I would simply leave my house and stroll into a bar for a last-minute cocktail with a friend. I would knock back oysters, sitting elbow-to-elbow with others at the counter. there were plays and concerts I never went to. The tzar invited us over often and had a GIANT chandelier

Wife material. This dude is insane.

If there are trees you aren’t alone

I can’t tell if this is supposed to be encouragement or an ominous warning

#that’s entirely up to the trees